Happy Now?
by Inell

Rating: NC17
Ship: Harry & Hermione
Canon: Books 1 - 5
Genre: Humor, Romance
Status: Complete
Length: 1,026 words in 1 chapter
Published: 23 Feb 2005
Last updated: 23 Feb 2005

Harry and Hermione settle into their new house following their marriage. Romantic smuff and my first H/Hr fic! *smile*

From the Unofficial Portkey Archive: https://portkey-archive.org/story/3864/

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1. Happy Now?

“No, a little more to the left.”

“There?”

“Uh uh. Just a smidge to the right.”

“Damn it, Hermione. Is that good?”

“Up a little.”

“There?”

“I think so.”

“Happy now?” Harry Potter asked his new bride as she grinned at him.

“It’s perfect.” Hermione smiled as she looked at their newly hung wedding portrait. She narrowed her eyes as she mused,
“Actually, maybe a little bit more to the….Harry!”

“Enough.” the raven haired wizard smiled as he tossed her over his shoulder, the brunette witch wiggling and slapping
his arse.

“Let me down this instant, Harry James Potter!” Hermione smacked his arse again as he carried her out of the parlor and
up the stairs, towards their bedroom.

“Oh, I love it when you get kinky,” Harry purred before he moved his hand over the curves of her bum and squeezed. “Do
it again.”

“My husband is a pervy wanker,” Hermione sighed dramatically, her eyes twinkling with amusement as she moved her hands
along the small of his back, her lips brushing against his bare flesh as he reached the top of the stairs.

“If you keep doing that, I’m going to shag you right here,” Harry warned her, his voice huskier than before.

“Promise?” she teased as she ran her tongue over his skin, squealing when he suddenly moved her from his shoulder and
sat on the top step with her in his lap.

His lips claimed hers as his tongue slid inside her mouth, his hands moving beneath her shirt and cupping her breasts.
They broke the kiss long enough for him to remove her shirt, tossing it on the stairs in front of them before they were
kissing again. His left hand tangled in her unruly caramel colored curls as he devoured her mouth, his right hand moving
over her breasts and squeezing her nipples as she rubbed against his erection.

Hermione unfastened his pants, her hand moving along his length as she pushed him flat against the floor, his feet
resting on the top stair. He moved them so they were more on the landing and not in danger of possibly tumbling down the
stairs, arching toward her hand as she stroked his cock. She was soaking wet, the juices dripping down her thigh as she
rubbed against him. She hadn’t bothered to put on knickers when they’d taken a break from shagging to get something to
eat and she’d decided to have Harry hang their wedding picture above the fireplace.

They’d been married a week, though they’d been together for five years, since sixth year at Hogwarts. The War had been
over for three years, Voldemort’s final defeat occurring a little more than a year after their graduation, but they had
decided to wait for marriage for a while. Instead they had lived together until finally having the formal ceremony
recently. It had been a simple affair, surrounded by their friends and family, though it had definitely made all the
newspapers when Harry Potter had finally married Hermione Granger, the two having been heroes of the War and considered
two of the brightest of their generation. She was glad it was over and they could concentrate on the honeymoon and then
their future together.

“Stop thinking,” Harry growled when he saw the contemplative look in his wife’s eyes, flipping them over so she was
lying on the floor, positioning himself at her entrance and catching her lips as he thrust into her.

Hermione whimpered as Harry entered her completely, her legs moving around his waist as he began to fuck her, his mouth
leaving hers and trailing kisses down her neck and collarbone and finally reached her full breasts. Her fingers tangled
in his shaggy black hair as he began to suck on her nipples, his tongue moving around the buds as he continued to drive
into her wet pussy. The sound of skin against skin and soft moans filled the quiet house, the scent of sweat and sex
surrounding them as they made love on the floor. Harry’s calloused hand drifted down her stomach and moved between her
legs, finding the sensitive bundle of nerves and adding pressure to it as he penetrated her deeply, his speed increasing
as she began to beg him to fuck her harder and deeper, knowing that he liked it when she talked dirty.

Harry released her breast and raised his head, his green eyes looking into her brown eyes as he moved inside her. He
loved to watch her come, thinking it had to be one of the most beautiful sights in the world. He had been in love with
Hermione since he was sixteen, or at least that’s when he had finally acknowledged that his feelings for her were more
than platonic and he’d finally confessed to her one evening during sixth year. She’d smiled and kissed him before
informing him rather smugly that she’d been waiting for him to admit it for months.

They’d been together since, keeping each other strong during the War and finally relaxing and enjoying life after
Voldemort’s defeat. He found everything about the brunette witch delightful, from the annoyed look she’d get when he’d
put his feet on the table to the way she smiled when he surprised her to the look of desire that would enter her eyes
whenever he touched her. She was biting her bottom lip, her breathing ragged, her face flushed, her fingers tangled in
his hair, her muscles tightening around him. He knew the signs, knew she was close. He pushed in deeper, grinding his
cock against her on each downward thrust, his fingers continuing to tease her clit.

Hermione could feel her orgasm approaching, her body moving against Harry‘s, arching up against his thrusts. Her muscles
tightened and she whimpered as she came, her fingernails digging into his back. He thrust into her a half dozen more
times before he came, grunting as his seed spilled inside her. Their lips met and they shared a kiss as they both slowly
calmed down from their release. The brunette witch gave him a sated smile as she teased, “Happy now?”

*the end*
